#cverride

"You know people used to come to places like this for the books" The light and sarcastic tone of Virgil's voice filling the stall he was sitting in. His foot tapping in quick succession to alert the person in the stall next to him.

It wasn't his original plan in how he'd spend the day while celebrating day of fortitude. Virgil had planned on visiting the frat houses, hopefully get a few loads milked out of himself and receive a couple more in return. Probably not what Fortitude Hall meant when they said they had a great exchange program, but the virile men in these frats was something Virgil would definitely make use of.

However, Virgil found himself in a bit of a detour. As Fred Jones would say, 'nerdy men turn me on too'. Stealing a couple glances with the men in the library, Virgil decided to continue a lengthy eye fucking session into the library bathrooms, sitting on a pristine porcelain seat as he waited for the man besides him to react.

Adam didn't need to shower after a hard work out. He didn't need to work out. But ultimately he liked to help the humans perform their best. And all through it, Mason had been flirting with him.

With the session over and the showers empty, save for the two of them, he approached. "You've been flirting with me all night. Are you going to follow through, or leave me wanting?"

"Just so you know, I bruise easily." Virgil smirked at the two brothers following behind him. He hadn't expected his charming wit to be as effective on the guys in Fortitude Hall. All the guys here seemed preoccupied in making the world a better place and getting stronger. Virgil might have been one of the few watching from a distance, perhaps enjoy a chuckle or two when a pair caped goody two-shoes got dirt on their pristine utility belts or lapels.

"And that's not meant to encourage you two..." Virgil begins to mention, his eyes looking to the ceiling mindlessly as he thought it through. "Okay, on second thought, might not be too bad to get a a little rough together."

Now, however, Virgil seemed to want to be involved with his scholarly peers, with the rest of the general student body. One might even say two student bodies in particular. Scratching the back of his head as he guided them to his room, a small room with simple decor and a full size bed with it's sheets tossed about. Virgil chuckles wryly at the two brothers, "Pardon the mess, I swear the sheets are washed." He leads them to his bed, hands unable to resist traveling along a trail across Monroe and Mason's hands before Virgil began to take off his shirt. "You two joining in soon?"